Funeral for the True Dragon
The cold hissing of the ghosts and shadows echoed in the wind, and the faceless figures held jade wattles and touched their foreheads as if they were saying some kind of prayer, and on that face, shocking whiskers grew, like the whiskers of a dragon.
The remaining twelve disciples who were meditating were stoic and speechless, oblivious to this horrifying scene.
Liu Junzhuo, however, flew into a state of calmness, realizing that her ability to see them and communicate with them was entirely due to the power of the Remnant Kingdom within her body.
Can only a being with the Godhead see them?
True Dragon. The first reaction in Liu Junzhuo's mind was Candle Dragon.
When many ancient gods died, their crumbling corpses would transform into many little ghosts with low magical power, and these little ghosts would die after completing the funeral for their physical bodies.
The same seems to be true of the ghostly shaped of
The sound of sharpened swords rang out acerbically, like the sound of upper and lower teeth knocking and grinding together, piercing the eardrums with shudders.Along with the sound of sword sharpening, there are countless black qi, those black qi is like a fox tail, spreading and climbing towards the sky, seemingly wanting to tear the whole sky into pieces.Ning stood on the Divine Painting Building for a long time, gazing over into the distance.The Golden Crow flew out, Ye Chan Gong's figure landed lightly, Ji Xuan bowed and saluted, the young girl gently nodded her head, and then also dropped her gaze to the distance.Ning long asked Xinhu, "Is there still 10% certainty?"Liu Xiwan stared at the black gas that rose to the sky and shook her head, "Not even 10% is left."Ning smiled bitterly for a long time, "So the ten percent you said to me at the beginning referred to the enemy's chances of victory."Liu Xi Wan ignored his mockery and s
The year of the heavenly steed was followed by the year of the original ruler.It's November, and the orbit of the home planet is drawn right up to the proto-junior planet.The Dark Lord lit up the Original Monarch Star in silence.Before Ning was about to kill the Sword Saint for a long time, in the giant abyss that had formed after this ancient splendor had collapsed, Yuanjun silently appeared and stopped in front of them.Thick gases shot out in all directions from the giant abyss, and the earth's crust below was constantly arched and torn apart.At the moment, it didn't seem like they were in the ground, but rather like they were standing on an island in the sky filled with clouds.Ning stared at Yuanjun for a long time and asked, "What are you talking about?"Harakune gradually transformed from his sheep form into a human, he grew a long beard, his head still topped with dark brown horns, and leaned on a wooden walking stick, looking li
Rolls of smoke licked the sky, and the leafy corners of the trees below curled up at the edges, reeking of blight.The sound coming from among the sky-high trees was like cicadas drumming their bellies, followed by the sound of trees being felled and the angry roar of ancient beasts, and farther away, dragons with wing membranes flew up into the sky, circling like eagles.Shao Xiaoli looked at the ancient dragons that surrounded his body, and chills ran down his back.She had just stood in the Divine Painting Building, but in just an instant, the historical picture of the Divine Painting Building unfolded and wrapped her in.Pristine forest ahead, waves churning in the back, a river rushing by.That appears to be the Loch.She gripped her sword and appeared somewhat out of place in a clean pear-colored dress.He looked at the converging dragons and the black Daemons that continued to pour in from the distance, the human strongholds were wrap
In the early autumn, the big clock in the imperial city struck three times. Meanwhile, it started to drizzle with coldness.Shortly before dusk, as one side of the gate of the imperial city opened silently, two rows of paper umbrellas and reddish lanterns slowly moved through the gate.The leading middle-aged man, wearing an official suit and an official hat, walked through the gate and then slightly stopped. With a solemn expression, he gazed at the road veiled by the mist and the rain amidst the walled-in compounds.“Mr. Ning, please go inside.”Mr. Ning was a Taoist priest named Ning Qinshui, who was more than 70 years old with gray hair, still wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist topknot decently.Behind the old Taoist priest were a young man and a young girl dressed in the Taoist suit.The young man was 15 or 16 years old while the girl was a bit younger, both of whom were slim and pretty. They both low
At midnight, the bright moon was high in the sky, the gate of Xiongzheng Palace was closed. The floor palace lanterns inside the palace were all lit, illuminating the interior furnishings brightly with the red candlelight.Ning Qinshui stood at the gate and frowned.The usher was still the Song Ce whom they met in the daytime. Song Ce explained, “This is General Wang Yangyu’s main hall. Since he perished abruptly three days ago, the hall has been locked. However, late every night, the candles in the hall will burn themselves. Meanwhile, an old voice will come from inside vaguely once in a while.”Ning Qinshui frowned and asked, “What voice?”Song Ce replied, “It was too vague to be clearly heard, but according to the palace maids, it was General Wang’s voice.”Ning Qinshui asked again, “Where is General Wang’s body?”Song Ce seemed to recall something. Subconsciously, he clenched his fists and sighed, “Bur
His eyes were crystal and extremely light.They looked like the mists at both ends of the fall and also the drifting sparks on a midwinter night.He looked sideways and frowned when he looked at the crazy walking corpse and the unconscious girl.Then he stretched out his finger and pointed at the fierce walking corpse with uncertainty.The candlelight gradually faded away, and the hall was silent.After a while, the young man stood up. Looking at the rotten flesh torn apart on the ground, he made his judgment, “So weak.”Then he looked at the dying girl and frowned. Memories just flashed through his mind. He only felt some pain in his head and seemed to be watching a difficult puzzle. Then he raised his index finger and pointed amidst her eyebrows.That finger was still a bit bloody and dirty, but it didn’t tremble at all....The autumn breeze approached; the moon ro
It was a quiet night. The light was slightly bright. Ning Changjiu stared at her blankly and his faint eyes appeared nearly transparent.He had a moment of confusion.Very quickly, he restored himself to peace, just like the twinkling flame between the sleeves of the blue shirt, which appeared and vanished in an instant.“Have a good rest and don’t think too much,” he said. “I am your fellow disciple, always and forever.”Ning Xiaoling looked at him in fear.Ning Changjiu looked at her face. The girl moved backward subconsciously and touched the wall. Instantly, she shivered.In a chaotic mind, Ning Changjiu turned around and left. The light went out then. Ning Xiaoling curled up in the corner and looked at the dark ahead of her in horror. She seemed to have run out of her courage. She slumped on the bed, holding her face in her hands. Tears overflowed between her pale and dry fingers.Bang.
The Jiuling Tower was as tall as a hill, with thousands of stone steps winding upwards. At the top of it, a copper statue of a colossal bird flying could be vaguely seen.That was the place where the imperial family of the state of Zhao held the memorial ceremony as well as the shrine for the annual great sacrifice to heaven.The bottom of the Jiuling Tower was surrounded by eight huge copper furnaces, one of which had already got flames in it. The turbulent flames were spurting heat waves with sparks scattered around.Even if Ning Qinshui’s corpse was covered with a sheet of white cloth, the rotten flesh and decayed bones could still be seen.Song Ce glanced at the young man and the young girl behind him. The young girl frowned, which indicated that she must feel extremely painful; the young man who dared to talk wildly just now must drop the absurd thought when he saw the scene.However, after carefully observing Nin